The federation gover panicked. News went out to all media stations. The Virtual World had to be anized. Emergens were rolled out to tighten security and start the recruitment of pyers.

  Even the surrounding alien races showed simir reas.

  However, Liam didn’t know about any of that. He calmly sat in his training room until a green light lit up on his VR sole.

  “Is it time?”

  Liam pressed a button on the lower part of his sole. A shock ran through his body. Liam was used to this feeling, his mind growing tired.

  Closing his eyes he suddenly found himself in a bck void.

  “Wele, Pyer, to Fate of aboul.”

  C’s meical voice rang out apanied by festive music. The world ged, pg Liam in a closed room.

  A firepearby spent a fortable warmth. Straems floated above small dispys.

  A colorful flower emitted a fortable smell, luring a fly to e close. As soon as the i was within reach, the flower suddenly shot out web like a spider, swallowing up its prey.

  An artful grandfather clock ticked slowly, its pendulum swinging in a hypnotic rhythm.

  Liam let out a smile as he sed the room. He reized it.

  This was the room of Vasily, one of humanity’s most famous mages.

  “Pyer, a fasating world filled with a myths, famous warriors, and powerful magic awaits you.

  But a few prep…”

  “Ok, C. We both know that I need no introdus. we get to character creation?”

  […]

  […]

  [Ew Othb Wnko…!]

  “What? Are you… swearing?”

  “… a few preparations have to be pleted.”

  “Let me introduce myself. I am C, the omnipotent AI making sure yaming experience will be fair as well as fun.

  The world of aboul was designed by me. If you find some gring mistakes, please report them any time.

  , some basics.

  Pyer, please open your status. To do so think ‘Status’ in your head.”

  Liam rolled his eyes.

  Status.

  >>> <<<

  Name:

  Liam

  Level:

  1

  Race:

  N/A

  Css:

  N/A

  Primary Attributes:

  STR:

  5

  INT:

  5

  AGI:

  5

  HP:

  27

  Mana:

  11

  (show more)

  >>> <<<

  “Great. You should now be able to see your most important stats.

  Your Primary attributes will be STR = strength, INT = intelligence, and AGI = agility.

  All your bat relevant attributes, includih and mana will be derived from them, as well as from your sedary attributes.

  Now, please press (show more).”

  Liam was impatient, a new window already in front of his eyes.

  >>> <<<

  Sedary Attributes:

  PRES:

  5

  MRES:

  5

  DEX:

  5

  ST:

  5

  HASTE:

  5

  SRC:

  5

  (show more)

  >>> <<<

  “These are your sedary attributes. You have physical and magical resistance, dexterity, stitution, haste, and source.

  Together with your main attributes those dictate the strengths and weaknesses of your character.

  With each level up you will always be able to allocate at least three points to your main attributes and four to your sedary attributes.

  There are also tertiary attributes, but you ’t influehem directly. If you want to take a look at them, you should by now be able to figure it out by yourself.

  On top of that some attributes exist which only be gaihrough equipment, skill, titles, etc., for example elemental damage and elemental defense.”

  At this point C fell silent to give the pyer some time to think. However, Liam naturally already knew everything C was telling him and more.

  He noticed for example that C didn’t mentiowo hidden stats Lud Charisma.

  “Pyer, do you have any more questions for me?”

  “No, thank you.”

  “Great the me help you iing your character.”

  Suddenly a rge mirror appeared before Liam. A handsome young man, too thin from years of ing enough, with short bck hair, fident blue eyes, long legs, and high cheekbones looked back at him.

  Liam already resembled the elves in the game, safe for the characteristic pointed ears.

  He tilted his head upwards, looking at the portraits which had appeared together with the mirror.

  Seven big frames showed the main pyable races in aboul. o them hung multiple smaller oheir pictures blurry just to tease the pyers.

  “Pyer. All these portraits show the proud races of aboul. Do you wao introduce them to you?”

  Liam already reized the races as a gnce.

  The proud elves, resilient humans, savage orcs, tenacious dwarfs, righteous godspawn, chaotifernals, and torn nephilim.

  Even some of the blurry pictures couldn’t hide their secrets in front of him.

  “No, th…”

  But suddenly Liam stopped himself.

  It might be wise to make sure nothing ged from the past. Let’s go for a quick test.

  “C, please show me the human race.”

  Without a sound all portraits vanished, only the oing a human emperor remaining. It enrged, separating into three pieces in the process.

  “Humans are separated into three distinct groups. Should I int…”

  “Show me the Tarraner, please.”

  After Liam spoke, his vision ged. It was like watg a movie from a bird-eye view. Humans built mighty ships, leaving their homes to explore the fabled main ti.

  Even C’s voice ged to a deep, male voice giving a short introdu about the Tarraner:

  “Tired of stant fights against the merfolk, human aors crossed the o to search for peaceful nds. But they only found war-torn pins and various races. With incredible resiliend a huge popution humans spread across the nd, soon founding cities and empires throughout most of aboul.”

  Returning to the earlier room, Liam nodded slightly.

  Still the same.

  Receiving ation Liam decided to tih his inal pn.

  In his past life he started a few characters but pyed most of his time as an elven hunter.

  However, Liam never sidered choosing the same bination again. It didn’t bring him aement to py the css he knew like the back of his hand.

  No, the young man had his own siderations.

  In my past life a certain css was sidered the most difficult ier stages of the game. I hope it prove challenging…

  “C, show me the nephilim.”

  The earlier process repeated itself, leaving behind a rge frame showing three groups of nephilim.

  “inal nephilim, please.”

  The world ged again. A few blurry figures appeared. They didn’t dare to show their faces as they made a pact with an arrogant devil-like being.

  A momehese figures could be seen bowing towards an angel emitting righteous light, f another tract.

  Time moved on and the nephilim appeared in the form of beautiful beings resembling humans or elves but carrying even some characteristics of other races. Behind their backs they proudly shoair of feathery wings half bd half white.

  "The inal Nephilim, sidered a mistake of nature by some, are an unholy mix of Godspawn and Infernals. Yet they are allowed to wield holy magic as well as dark magic seamlessly. Only since hell has been invaded are the nephilim's dark powers cut off. Still, to the displeasure of many, this arrogant race refuses to swear off their dark side."

  Liam nodded, satisfied with his choice.

  “Pyer, do you want to know more about the inal nephilim?”

  “Show me.”

  “Nephilim race: Walkiween light and dark.

  Grants additional defense against light and dark magic based on level.

  inal Nephilim: Trig gods and devils

  Additional holy magic damage: 15%

  Additional dark magic damage: 5%

  Will bonus: 15%

  Malus in HP regeion

  Are you ready to make your choice, pyer?”

  Liam sed the information quickly. Nephilim was an iing race. The pyer had to be able to use holy and dark magic skillfully.

  A good pyer could use the bination to deal a lot of extra damage while a bad pyer might e his own spells.

  Additionally, inal nephilim started with the will stat, which reduced the duration of all non-physical crowd trol, its physical equivalent being trol.

  “C. I choose to be an inal nephilim.”

  “Accepted. Please adjust your look to your liking in the step, pyer.”

  Liam looked at the mirror where multiple instrus popped up.

  In his old life he ro pyer. Naturally, he kept his inal appearance.

  But now he wasn’t ied in fame.

  Liam knew he would never be short of money as long as he pyed the game. This was enough to afford himself, his sister, and even his friends a good life.

  There was no need for people tnize him in real life.

  Thus, Liam began to adjust his appearance drastically. He made himself smaller, his face more ordinary. His hair would ge to half white and half byways.

  As he po tiraining in martial arts, his body would iably get healthier iure.

  All in all, no one should be able tnize him if he didn’t want them to.

  “Is this your final choice?”

  “Yes.”

  “Accepted. Don’t worry pyer, we are almost done. For the final step please choose the name you will go by within aboul.”

  There was o think much.

  “Bleary Mirage!”